Prologue: Tuppy’s favourite food is hard boiled eggs. He begs, whines and steals to get his paws on one of them. It’s dangerous to crack eggs in my house cos he will dash like a furry bullet from wherever he is to wherever the egg is being cracked and out-stare or hound you until you give in and feed him an egg. And thus begins the story of Tuppy and his egg…
Mama? I have a mum-mum (babytalk for food) but it is not very tasty..
*spits food out*
*short while later*
*doggy brain moves and thinks about how to get to the tasty insides*
Mama? Open egg for Tuppybear?
*my heart melts*
Hope you enjoyed this picture story =D